i never graduated from any college i attended. i’m good at art, puzzles, and praying. i love my family, my town, my country, my planet, my solar system. i get angry easily because i’m older and leaning into ornery until people stop raping kids for clout.
Shainna aka The Name.
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Sharing this poem again because I think the world needs these words now more than ever.
i’ve been doing this puzzle the last couple weeks. finally at the last stages. my husband saw the instruction book and how many things i had to make. i don’t work. i don’t make money. i’ve been too sick lately to take care of the house or cook, well. but he saw this and was really proud of me.
Please God. Pretty Pretty Please.
the saddest part about all the white people that have been gullible enough to put their hope in elon musk as he strives his most to make them fearful and racist is that he hates them. he’d eat them if someone cooked them up right.
do better! that is not nearly enough red. we need tornado strength, remember?
today is flag day.
i did not hang the flag or remind my husband to.
why?
because the only way to hang it would be upside down.
i told you the rain was a good thing, dummies.
about the rain…
i didn’t want to admit it, but i thought his birthday was on friday the 12th. i’m pretty sure it was until friday the 12th. but whatever.
